Mrs. Heise was our next door neighbor when I was growing up in northern Baltimore County, Maryland. She was always very kind and generous with me. I recall she loved raising African violets. She sent one home with me and it flourished on the windownsill on the western side of the house. I wore a necklace of crystal beads which were also a gift from her until they mysteriously disappeared sometime in my twelfth year. Mrs. Heise took a seven year old me to the Oriole Cafeteria in Towson, a hugh treat for a little country bumpkin! I spotted some graffitti on a bridge and asked her about it and she told me it was very bad. I remember her every time I see "urban art" and think "Oh, Mrs. Heise would NOT approve!" But, most especially I remember being drilled on the differences between "there", "their" and "they're". Mrs. Heise was a retired teacher, you see. I make many, many grammatical mistakes, but seldom do I confuse those three words. Uterine cancer claimed her when I was nearly 9 years old. Mrs. Heise's impact on me was profound and lasting. I'll honor her memory as long I have decent brain function.
Mrs. Heise was our next door neighbor when I was growing up in northern Baltimore County, Maryland. She was always very kind and generous with me. I recall she loved raising African violets. She sent one home with me and it flourished on the windownsill on the western side of the house. I wore a necklace of crystal beads which were also a gift from her until they mysteriously disappeared sometime in my twelfth year. Mrs. Heise took a seven year old me to the Oriole Cafeteria in Towson, a hugh treat for a little country bumpkin! I spotted some graffitti on a bridge and asked her about it and she told me it was very bad. I remember her every time I see "urban art" and think "Oh, Mrs. Heise would NOT approve!" But, most especially I remember being drilled on the differences between "there", "their" and "they're". Mrs. Heise was a retired teacher, you see. I make many, many grammatical mistakes, but seldom do I confuse those three words. Uterine cancer claimed her when I was nearly 9 years old. Mrs. Heise's impact on me was profound and lasting. I'll honor her memory as long I have decent brain function.
Inscription
On November 1, 1961, A. MABLE (nee Trout) of Old York road, White Hall, Md. Beloved wife of John J. Heise, beloved mother of John J. Heise and beloved sister of Maurice M. Trout.
Requiem Mass will be held on Saturday, November 4, at 9:30 A.M from St. John the Baptist Church, New Freedom, Pa. Interment in adjoining cemetery. Friends may call at Hartenstein Mortuary, New Freedom, Thursday and Friday evenings. Rosary will be recited at the Mortuary at 8 P.M. Friday.
Published in the Baltimore (Maryland) Sun November 2, 1961
